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"OH FUCK TAEHYUNG, RIGHT THERE!"
Yoongi groaned and rolled over in his bed, woken up yet again in the middle of the night by one his roommate's escapades. This wasn't unusual, Taehyung brought someone back to the apartment almost every night on weekends and occasionally on weekdays too.
The constant background noise in their apartment had become the sound of strangers' screams that could be heard through the thin walls, calling out for the younger man desperately.
Pathetically, in Yoongi's opinion.
Another high pitched cry and the sound of one of Taehyung's large hands slapping down hard on wet skin rang through the room. Yoongi groaned again, using his pillow to cover his face and ears as he crawled deeper under the covers.
He and Taehyung had been living together for four months now, figuring it made sense over getting a random roommate to live with at University and risking getting assigned someone who would end up being a complete mess. Even though they disagreed on most things, Taehyung made him laugh, kept the apartment clean, and he liked having someone to force him out of the house sometimes.
But his recent string of sexual conquests were driving Yoongi insane.
Taehyung wasn't discriminatory when it came to who he slept with, bringing all sorts of individuals home to be heard throughout the night, their cries ranging from deep, harsh grunts to piercing wails.
Yoongi had learned over the past months that Taehyung was most definitely above average below the waist, being subjected to both women and men announcing it through the walls without shame.
"YES DADDY, OH MY GOD! HARDER!"
Tonight, it seems, he decided on a woman. A woman with an irritatingly shrill voice.
A sleepy growl rumbled in Yoongi's chest and he threw his covers off, determined to make the incessant cries come to a stop. He rose from his bed and blindly shuffled towards the door in his boxers and T-shirt, his dark hair messy and face puffy from sleep. The light invaded his room as he swung the door open and he frowned into the bright hallway, rethinking his choice to interrupt for a moment.
No. He was not going to let this dongsaeng ruin his beauty sleep anymore, he was going to put his foot down.
Yoongi took a deep breath while standing outside Taehyung's door and then reached for the handle, ready to throw it wide open and expose him. But right before his hand made contact, the door opened on its own.
"Hey Hyung," Taehyung said casually, leaning on the doorframe while brushing his wild, minty green hair back from his face.
Yoongi gulped. He wasn't prepared for how sexy Taehyung was going to look post-fuck.
The younger man's tall, lean frame filled the doorway nicely, his tan skin on full display with just a pair of loose black pants hanging low on his hips to conceal the rest of his body. Yoongi's eyes dragged over the exposed skin, a light layer of sweat giving him a healthy glow in the warm light of the hallway.
"Did you need something?" he asked, his voice low and suggestive, dark eyes trained on Yoongi's now bright red and flustered face.
Yoongi took a step back while blinking hard and a smirk tugged at the corner of Taehyung's lips.
"Keep it down," the older boy muttered, his own voice low and raspy with sleep. "I can't sleep."
Taehyung cocked a defined brow and his smirk intensified.
"You heard?"
Yoongi nodded, his pink lips pushing out into a frown while he avoided the intense dark eyes of his roommate.
"I always hear you," he grumbled, and his cheeks grew hot with the confession. "It's fucking annoying, so cut it out," he added before turning to head back down the hall to his room.
"I kinda like that you listen," Taehyung called after him, the smirk still clear in his voice. "Next time, I'll really make 'em scream!"
He chuckled while he watched Yoongi retreat back into his room, hand raised and middle finger up as he disappeared back behind his bedroom door.
*
"Come out with me tonight," Taehyung said as he stretched out on the couch and laid his head in Yoongi's lap. Yoongi looked down, peeking at the green haired boy over his phone. Taehyung’s lips formed an adorable pout and he put on his best puppy eyes in a silent plea.
"Absolutely not," Yoongi replied, turning his attention back to the screen in his hands.
Taehyung huffed and started to squirm, wrapping his hands around one of Yoongi's thighs as he settled in more comfortably.
"You're always so grumpy, Hyung," he mumbled while letting his eyes fall closed.
Yoongi scoffed and put his phone down to give Taehyung his full attention.
"Well maybe if I could get any actual sleep, I wouldn't be so fucking grumpy, now would I?" he retorted while narrowing his eyes into a glare and crossing his arms firmly over his chest.
Taehyung's eyes opened again and he nuzzled deeper into Yoongi's lap before looking back up at him innocently.
"M'sorry Hyung," Taehyung mumbled, catching Yoongi off guard. It was normally impossible to get Taehyung to apologize, he was always so stubborn and adamant that he was right.
"I can make it up to you," the younger added, tilting his head just a little so that he was looking up through his eyelashes as he bit down softly on his lip.
Yoongi frowned.
"W-what do you...?"
His sentence trailed off when Taehyung turned his face slightly and planted a light kiss on the crotch of Yoongi's pants, making the elder’s heart stop in his chest. His fingers trailed up Yoongi's thigh next to brush over the slight bulge, letting the older boy know exactly what he meant.
"W-Wait I don't-"
"Hyung," Taehyung said softly, raising himself up from his lap and leaning in close to his face instead. "Let me suck you off." He brushed his full lips over Yoongi's soft, pouty ones and the older boy shuddered at the slight contact. He couldn't help the tiny moan that escaped him when Taehyung lifted a hand to squeeze the bulge in his pants. "I promise you'll love it."
Those dark, searing eyes were now locked onto his, holding him to his spot on the couch helplessly. Taehyung was a master of seduction without even having to try, enticing every kind of person out of their comfort zones and into his bed effortlessly time and again. And right now, Yoongi was no exception, seemingly hypnotized by the intense gaze and sensual touches that he was giving.
Another tiny mewl left his mouth as Taehyung began to palm him with a knowing smirk pulling at his pretty lips.
"That feel good, Hyung?" he purred, his silky voice sending shivers down the older boy's spine.
"S-stop. Tae," Yoongi breathed out, not really wanting him to stop but determined to remain indifferent and not cross any lines.
Taehyung immediately pulled away, laying his head back down in Yoongi's lap and wrapping his hands back around his thigh. Yoongi was completely flustered, blinking hard in an attempt to regain his composure after the sudden retreat.
"I'll come out with you tonight," he blurted out, internally cursing himself for being weak and giving in to the younger's request because of a few light touches.
Taehyung popped back up from his lap and a bright smile took over his face, excitement clear in his handsome features.
"Really?! We're going to have so much fun Hyung, I promise!" he crooned while squishing Yoongi's cheeks in his big hands.
The flustered brunette scrunched his nose up and pulled back, murmuring slight protests to the contact.
"Can I pick out your outfit?" Taehyung asked, clasping his hands in front of him and puffing his lower lip out. The excited glint in his eyes as they sized up Yoongi's frame betrayed the wild ideas running through his mind.
"No," Yoongi said firmly, causing Taehyung to exaggerate his pout and deflate slightly. "But you can help."
Taehyung's face lit up again and he hopped up from the couch, pulling the older boy down the hallway behind him. Yoongi frowned slightly while looking up at the messy green hair at the back his head, feeling small with Taehyung's large hand wrapped around his.
As soon as he was through Yoongi's door, Taehyung dropped his hand and headed straight for the closet.
"I'm thinking bad boy vibes, maybe some leather? Definitely gotta be something tight..." he mused aloud as he shuffled through the almost entirely black selection of clothes hanging in Yoongi's closet.
Yoongi shifted awkwardly behind him while the taller pulled some things out and tossed them over his shoulder.
"Um, Tae I don't think..." Yoongi started as he held up one of things Taehyung had picked: a sheer black shirt that he had outgrown years ago and just never gotten around to getting rid of.
Taehyung turned to look at the shirt yoongi was holding up and a sly grin took over his face.
"It's perfect. You can wear my leather jacket with it and..." he said while rummaging through the closet again. "These!"
He turned back around and shoved a pair of really tight black jeans that had rips in both knees into the hesitant boy's arms with a beaming smile plastered to his face.
He rolled his eyes and huffed at Yoongi's concerned expression.
"Oh c'mon Hyung, I could've gone way more flamboyant with this and you know it."
Yoongi groaned and tossed the clothes onto his bed, knowing he wasn't going to win this one.
"Okay fine, but I'm wearing my boots," he grumbled as he shuffled over to the closet to fish out his favorite clunky, worn leather boots. Taehyung grinned and nodded once quickly, satisfied with his selection, before leaving to let Yoongi get dressed.
After grudgingly pulling on the clothes Taehyung picked out and slipping into his boots, Yoongi went to go stand in front of his mirror, ruffling his hair as he scanned over the outfit. The pale skin of his toned torso and chest peeked through the mesh shirt, made even more obvious by how tightly the fabric was now stretched over his frame. The dark ripped jeans Taehyung picked out hugged his thighs snugly, further highlighting Yoongi's slender figure while the thick soles of his boots added a couple of inches to his height and made his legs look a little bit longer.
"Fuck this, I look ridiculous," he grumbled, moving to pull the shirt back over his head.
"Don't you dare," Taehyung's deep baritone growled from the doorway right as the see-through fabric came up from over Yoongi's stomach. The older boy yanked his shirt back down and spun around, startled by the sudden intrusion, only to see Taehyung standing perfectly still with his jaw set and eyes blazing while they scanned down Yoongi’s figure. His colorful silky shirt was unbuttoned just enough to expose his prominent collarbones and he had it tucked securely into his dark jeans with a Gucci belt.
Once he could tear his gaze away from the younger's burning eyes, Yoongi noticed the leather jacket slung over his arm and another piece of thin black fabric clenched tightly in his decorated fist.
"Put these on," Taehyung ordered as he stepped further into the room, holding the two accessories he'd brought out for Yoongi to take. Yoongi slid the jacket over his shoulders, inhaling Taehyung's warm scent as it enveloped him, and then apprehensively reached for the choker in his hand.
Right as his fingers were about to brush over the fabric, Taehyung snatched his hand back and swiftly moved to stand behind the older boy, not allowing him a second to think before he was pressing his hips against Yoongi's ass.
"Let me," he said lowly with his lips lightly brushing Yoongi's ear.
Yoongi felt like someone was gripping his heart and squeezing it, his breaths coming out shaky as Taehyung's nimble fingers wrapped the choker around his pale throat and secured it. Then he was being spun back around and Taehyung was stepping back to look at his work over Yoongi's shoulder as he stood closely behind him, hungry eyes trailing down the mirror while he let out a low hum of approval.
Yoongi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows at his reflection in the mirror, surprised by how much he liked the way he looked. He reached a hand up and brushed two fingers over the choker on his neck, appreciating the way the black fabric contrasted with the white skin of his throat.
Taehyung watched intently as Yoongi chewed on his lower lip.
"You look really good, Hyung," he said softly, his eyes shifting from Yoongi's reflection to the back of the older boy's head. Another deep blush took over Yoongi's face and he rolled his eyes while turning away from the mirror. “Can I put a little bit of eyeshadow on you? It would really take the whole outfit up a notch, promise!" Taehyung added enthusiastically, already running through looks in his head.
"What? Hell no," Yoongi said immediately, pushing past a pouting Taehyung to escape his inevitable pleas.
"But Hyung," Taehyung whined while following him out into the living room. "You would look so pretty!"
Yoongi scoffed and headed straight for the liquor cabinet. Unfortunately, Taehyung had been the one to arrange the kitchen during move-in and chose the cupboard above the fridge to store all their alcohol, making it impossible for Yoongi to reach without help.
Taehyung smirked and leaned casually against the counter when he realized that the older boy was going to need his assistance.
Yoongi grunted in frustration as he stretched up on his toes, fingers grasping at the bottle of soju that was closest to the edge. After a few seconds of watching him struggle, Taehyung approached his back and reached up for the bottle, only to push it even further back into the cupboard and out of Yoongi's reach.
The older boy scowled up at him, his face taking on a menacing expression that had Taehyung seriously reconsidering his actions.
"I'll only grab it for you if you let me do your makeup," he said firmly, trying not to cave under Yoongi's intimidating glare.
Yoongi's scowl deepened but he eventually relented,
allowing Taehyung to add a little bit of dark eyeshadow to the corners of his lids before they headed out.
*
The bar was packed when they got there, teeming with sweaty, stumbling bodies and random spurts of laughter that could be heard over the booming music.
"I need a drink!" Yoongi shouted, unconsciously reaching out to hold onto Taehyung's arm in the thick crowd. The taller boy nodded before starting to push through the mass of people towards the counter, dragging Yoongi along behind him.
There were a lot of eyes on them, both men and women ogling the intimidating pair as they drank and scanned the room.
"Thanks for coming out with me," Taehyung said while leaning in to speak right into Yoongi's ear. The older boy just waved a hand dismissively and downed the rest of his drink. They sat in comfortable silence for a minute just watching everyone else, until another tall, handsome man approached and started talking to Taehyung.
Their conversation quickly became flirty and the man couldn't keep his hands away, continuously grabbing and squeezing Taehyung while they talked.
Yoongi pouted and focused on his drink.
Suddenly Taehyung was being pulled into the crowd and away from the bar, the handsome man's grip now around his waist as he led him in deeper.
Yoongi watched with wide eyes and a dry mouth as the pair started to dance together, with Taehyung grinding his perfect ass and hips back on the taller man and stealing the attention of everyone around them.
Yoongi threw the rest of his next drink back and then looked down the counter, catching the eyes of a man with blonde hair and nice lips. His gaze was intent as he nodded the now tipsy brunette over. Yoongi just stared at him for a second before looking back over at Taehyung.
Taehyung caught his gaze with a furrowed brow and then Yoongi was swiftly turning and making his way down the bar to the stranger.
Right when Yoongi's butt hit the seat of the stool, he was being pulled back down and into a warm chest. He looked up to see minty green hair, surprising him.
"Tae, what the hell?" Yoongi asked as the younger boy retreated from the confused blonde still sitting at the counter.
"You shouldn't be talking to random people," he growled, looking a little angry when Yoongi finally stopped him in his tracks and turned to face him. Yoongi scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest.
"That's up for me to decide," he said indignantly, shocked by Taehyung's sudden concern. "You were just doing it too anyways, so what's your problem?"
Taehyung let out a frustrated sigh and ran his hands through his hair.
Fuck, that was hot. Yoongi thought to himself.
His knees weakened a little when Taehyung's eyes met his again, so captivating that he thought he might get lost if he didn't look away.
"Hyung," the younger man said lowly as he pulled Yoongi in closer. "It's making me jealous."
Yoongi blushed furiously and his mouth went dry again, causing him to stutter over his words.
"T-that's stupid," he said quickly, trying to brush the comment off. Taehyung knew better though, he knew the brunette wasn't going to be able to resist for much longer. His lips pulled into a charming smile and he hugged the older boy tighter to his body, starting to lead their hips slightly to the music.
Taehyung planted a kiss on the top of Yoongi's head and then gently turned his body in his arms so he could mold himself to his back. Yoongi was breathless after only a minute of dancing with him, his proportions fitting so nicely with Taehyung's strong, lean frame. Taehyung worried he might get hard if they kept going like this, with Yoongi's face flushed and eyes hooded as he ground back against the formidable bulge in Taehyung's pants.
"So sexy," Taehyung breathed against his neck, making the brunette groan softly when he brushed his lips over the sensitive spot below his ear. "I wish you'd let me taste you."
Yoongi let out another low groan at that, now seriously regretting the decision to stop him earlier and wanting to know how Taehyung's lips felt wrapped around his length. The latter tightened his grip on Yoongi's hips when he felt him press back into him harder, creating more friction on the growing erection in his pants and getting him dangerously close to just throwing the brunette over his shoulder and taking him to the bathroom to bend him over right then.
"I think you like this, Hyung," Taehyung purred, his voice dripping with seduction as he spoke into Yoongi's ear. "I think you want me too."
Yoongi's heart was pounding in his chest while he remained silent, unable to deny how much he was craving Taehyung right now.
The younger boy smirked at Yoongi's wordless response, feeling his resolve weaken.
"What do you want to do when we get home?" he asked suggestively, letting his hands slide over Yoongi's thighs and stomach as they ground into each other.
Yoongi spun around, flustered by the question. Taehyung stood with a sexy smirk on his face and unbuttoned his shirt a couple more notches, causing the brunette to gulp heavily and forget his hesitation.
"Tae," he breathed as his eyes roamed over his exposed chest. Taehyung cocked his head and flashed a charming smile while reaching for Yoongi's waist and pulling him back in.
"Lay with me tonight," he purred against the older boy's lips, his eyes luring him in as the words rolled sweetly off his tongue. "Let me have you."
"I-I'm not going to have sex with my dongsaeng," Yoongi said, more to himself than to Taehyung.
Taehyung smiled and broke out into laughter, amused with how determined Yoongi was to resist him. It would normally bug him to have his time wasted like this, but with his Hyung he had all the patience in the world.
He knew it'd be worth it.
Yoongi was sexy as hell, even though he didn't know it. Taehyung had been eyeing the brunette for months now and got off knowing Yoongi was listening while he had sex in the next room.
Did he touch himself while he listened? Imagine that he was the one being fucked? Does he wonder what I feel like? How I taste?
Taehyung licked his lips as these thoughts flashed through his mind and Yoongi gulped, his eyes trained on the beautiful curve of his Cupid's bow as he felt his resolve weaken.
"I know you want it, Hyung," Taehyung said softly, leaning in further to brush his lips over the soft skin of Yoongi's ear before pressing his lips to the older boy's neck.
Yoongi let out a shaky breath and allowed Taehyung to snake his arms around his waist, pulling his body in closer so that they were pressed firmly against one another.
"You would look so pretty with your legs spread for me," he added, eliciting a deep moan from the older brunette.
"You're a fucking shit, you know that?" Yoongi said while leaning his head back and closing his eyes, allowing himself to enjoy the feeling of Taehyung's lips on his neck. Taehyung chuckled and then hummed against the sensitive skin before pulling back slightly to run a hand through his green hair.
"And you're a grumpy old man that wouldn't ever see the light of day without me forcing you out of the house," he replied with a playful smirk.
Yoongi opened his mouth to protest but was instead silenced by Taehyung's lips finding his own.
They were commanding and so sensual and he was breathless within seconds, completely taken off guard by how much the kiss affected him. Taehyung seemed so hungry for the contact, his tongue sliding over Yoongi's soft, pouty lips to try and gain access to the inside of his mouth but ultimately just making Yoongi weak at the knees and a little wobbly.
Taehyung pulled back when he felt him start to sag a little in his arms.
"Is this okay, Hyung?" he asked softly, a touch of concern lacing his tone. It surprised Yoongi how much his heart swelled hearing Taehyung's voice turn all sweet like that, his youth slipping out and showing itself for a moment before the hyper sexual being returned.
"Yes," Yoongi replied hoarsely, his eyes wide and cheeks flushed.
His response prompted Taehyung to lean back in and reconnect their lips, wanting to taste the whiskey on his Hyung's breath again as their mouths moved against one another's. Yoongi told Taehyung what he wanted this way, unable to admit it with words, and the green haired boy eagerly deepened their kisses.
"Can we leave?" Taehyung asked, breaking their lips apart after a few minutes of tasting each other. Yoongi looked at his hopeful eyes and just melted, nodding his head yes before his brain had even processed the question. Within the next second Taehyung was pushing his way through the crowd while he dragged a dazed Yoongi along behind him, keeping his hand wrapped protectively in his own.
He couldn't keep his hands off Yoongi in the car, trying not to be rude to their driver but being drunk and horny wasn't helping.
Yoongi was just trying to hold himself together.
Taehyung's large hands roaming his thighs and slipping over the almost nonexistent fabric of his shirt felt amazing. His soft lips dragged hungrily over his pale neck and it made him squirm beneath the touch.
They rushed from the car as Taehyung called out a breathless thank you and their driver stared after them, watching with interest as they hastily fumbled through the door.
Yoongi stumbled as he unlaced his boots and Taehyung erupted into a fit of giggles while kicking off his own shoes.
"You're so cute Hyung," he said while grinning fondly at the uncoordinated brunette on the floor who was tugging harshly at his boots.
Yoongi paused his actions to scowl at the boy standing over him.
"Get down here and help me," he ordered, leaning back on his hands and looking up expectantly. Taehyung scoffed, but kneeled and quickly unlaced and slipped his boots off.
"Good boy," Yoongi said after Taehyung tossed the boots aside.
"Oh no, you're not trying that with me," Taehyung said lowly, a devilish smirk taking over his face as he slunk over the now wide eyed boy. Yoongi's back hit the floor and he let out a small gasp in surprise as Taehyung leaned over him, trapping him between his exposed chest and the cool hardwood. "I'm going to take my time with you tonight, Hyung," he purred. And then he was kissing him again with warm, eager lips, his body betraying his impatience despite his claim as he hooked Yoongi's thigh over his hip and rolled into him.
Yoongi couldn't think straight. It felt so good being underneath his dongsaeng like this and all he could process was that he wanted more. He wanted to feel more of that beautiful tan skin and those full lips, wanted to know how Taehyung would feel when buried to the hilt inside him.
Taehyung was big, but he could take it. He promised himself right now that he would, he wanted it all even though he already knew he'd never had anyone like him and didn't really know what he was getting himself into.
Yoongi caught his breath as Taehyung pulled back and grinned down at his flushed face and puffy lips.
"You know, I was thinking earlier how it's kind of unfair that you get to listen to me have sex all the time when I still have no idea what you sound like in bed," Taehyung said thoughtfully, making Yoongi roll his eyes and sit up.
"Well you're about to find out," the older boy grumbled as he stood and looked down at Taehyung kneeling on the floor with perfectly messy green hair and a sexy smirk plastered to his face.
He hopped up and followed Yoongi down the hall towards his bedroom, slinging it wide open and running to his bed to flop onto it while Yoongi hesitated in the doorway.
"Hyung come here," Taehyung said playfully, patting the space next to him. Yoongi bit his lip and then shuffled towards the edge of the bed, standing nervously as the grin widened on Taehyung's face.
"You look damn good in that jacket, Yoon," he said, his voice sweet and silky.
"Yeah? For the most part your taste is questionable but... the jacket is cool I guess," Yoongi murmured while rubbing back of his neck. Taehyung chuckled and rose to his knees in the blankets, reaching for the older boy to pull him closer.
Yoongi let himself be pulled. He liked the way Taehyung guided him, gently but confidently, always sure of himself, never second guessing.
He sighed into the kiss when Taehyung reconnected their lips, his hands smoothly slipping the heavy leather from Yoongi's shoulders as he groaned softly into his mouth. The sound of Taehyung's deep voice rumbling in his chest made Yoongi's heart flutter and he reached for the younger's hips to anchor himself.
It was his turn to groan as Taehyung's lips slowly made their way down his jaw to his neck, his hands tangling in the back of the older boy's dark hair to tilt his head back.
"Fuck," Yoongi breathed out with his eyes closed, relishing in the feeling of Taehyung's soft mouth kissing the pale skin of his throat.
Taehyung hummed and then dragged his tongue back up the length of Yoongi's neck, letting his teeth catch on the fabric of the choker and tug gently. Yoongi's mouth dropped open slightly as Taehyung slipped his fingers underneath the black band and trailed them along his throat.
The older boy groaned, impatient to feel his touch in other places.
Taehyung smirked against him before his hands found the hem of Yoongi's shirt, pulling it up over his head and then quickly reattaching their lips for a heated kiss.
He began to lean in, deepening the kiss and guiding Yoongi onto his back so he could crawl over him.
Yoongi's hands made their way into the wild green hair on the back of Taehyung's head, pulling his lips down hard onto his own and not allowing him to lean up. Taehyung hummed softly against him as his big hands roamed over the exposed skin of Yoongi's torso, stopping to pinch and roll his nipples between his fingers and eliciting a sharp inhale from the older.
"So sensitive," Taehyung purred while paying extra attention to the pert buds that had caused such a nice reaction. His words made Yoongi squirm even more, struggling internally because he wouldn't necessarily like being talked to like this but Taehyung's silky voice made everything sound so much sexier.
Yoongi kept his hands tangled in the green hair while Taehyung moved down to wrap his soft mouth around one of the perky nipples, occasionally letting his teeth graze over it as he began to unbutton Yoongi's jeans.
"Gonna let me taste you now, Hyung?" he asked with a sly smile, images of Yoongi all whiny and flushed while he was down Taehyung's throat already filling the younger boy's mind. Yoongi just nodded and looked down with wide eyes as Taehyung began yanking his pants down over his thighs, stripping him of both his underwear and jeans together.
His length lay twitching on his stomach as Taehyung tugged the impossibly tight fabric down his legs and over his ankles, tossing the clothing aside while holding Yoongi's eager gaze. A chill ran up his spine when Taehyung lowered back down, his face now tantalizingly close to the impatient boy's member as it lay throbbing on his pale skin.
"So hard for me already," Taehyung breathed out while trailing two of his fingers up the shaft. Yoongi groaned when he felt pressure against his slit and his eyes widened when Taehyung pulled his fingers away and a string of precum connected his fingertips to the tip of Yoongi's head.
"Dirty boy," Taehyung purred lowly, his eyes shining with excitement. "I've barely even touched you and you're dripping wet."
Yoongi's mouth dropped open as Taehyung pressed his full lips to the side of his shaft, dragging them up to the tip, then back down to his base while he rubbed his thumb over the leaking slit. He nearly shouted out when Taehyung finally took him in his mouth, his warm, soft mouth that was now hungrily devouring every inch of Yoongi's member, taking him deep into his throat right away.
The feeling was intense. So intense that soon enough Yoongi was holding onto Taehyung's hair for dear life as he jerked around in the sheets, unable to control his body as the younger boy swallowed him down with ease.
The sounds that Yoongi was making were so sinful, his already raspy voice strained as he moaned and squirmed. They spurred Taehyung on, prompting him to spread Yoongi's legs and hook his hands under the back of his knees so he could tilt his hips up and expose his puckered hole. Taehyung kept Yoongi's length at the back of his throat as he dragged a finger around the entrance, making the elder gasp at the sensation.
He pulled off to breathe and then lowered his mouth to the base of his shaft, using his spit to pump Yoongi's length with one hand while he licked and sucked his balls. The noises that filled the room made Taehyung shiver, a low moan vibrating in his chest and sending waves of pleasure through Yoongi's body.
“So tight," he breathed as he pushed a finger inside Yoongi's body, feeling his walls grip the finger tightly while he pressed in deeper.
"Ah-AH!" Yoongi cried out when Taehyung pumped his hand a couple times, his walls already burning from the single digit. Taehyung licked up his shaft and then pulled his finger out, making Yoongi gasp and wince from the contrasting sensations. Taehyung stood up straight and considered the flushed brunette on the bed for a moment, realizing that he was going to need a little something extra for Yoongi to really enjoy himself.
"I have something that'll help," he said as Yoongi blinked up at him. Taehyung dug through his bedside table before pulling out a small round container and unscrewing it. Yoongi looked at it curiously as Taehyung turned to grin at him.
"You're going to like this."
Taehyung held it up to his nose and inhaled deeply, then let out the slow, deep breath while tilting his head back. Yoongi's eyes widened and he leaned up on his elbows, ogling at the other boy's long, tan neck and prominent collarbones peeking out from his shirt as he opened his eyes back up and flashed the older boy a bright smile.
Yoongi leaned in and Taehyung climbed back over to him, holding the small jar out for him to smell.
The older boy inhaled and closed his eyes, feeling his body immediately relax. When he looked back up at Taehyung, he grinned.
"One more."
Taehyung raised an eyebrow and then chuckled, holding the container back out for Yoongi to breathe in again.
"Fuuuuck yes, Tae," he groaned while leaning back in the pillows. "What is it?"
Taehyung smirked and put the container back in the bedside table before starting to undo his shirt and pants.
"It's a popper. Basically a muscle relaxer that helps with sex," he explained, dropping his underwear next. Yoongi's eyes widened and he gulped, making Taehyung smirk down at him triumphantly. "And you're going to need all the help you can get, Hyung."
Nerves suddenly took over as Yoongi took in the sight of Taehyung's tall, shapely body, his beautiful cock standing erect just so tempting yet so intimidating.
"Now," Taehyung purred as he moved back onto the bed between Yoongi's legs. "Where was I?"
A long, drawn out moan left Yoongi's lips as Taehyung returned to bobbing down his length, his tongue flattening along the underside to lick along the large vein that ran up his shaft.
His voice rose in pitch as Taehyung pumped a finger back into his ass, his relaxed walls letting him slip in easily this time.
"Oh god, I'm gonna fucking come already," Yoongi groaned after a minute, his eyes clamping shut as he writhed in the blankets. Taehyung pulled off of his member and grinned while wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
"I told you you'd love it," he said before slipping in a second finger. His pace quickened and he just watched as Yoongi squirmed and moaned, Taehyung's long fingers stretching him out expertly.
Yoongi was leaking precum all over his own stomach by the time Taehyung added another finger and he didn't know how he was going to last if he was this close before they'd really even started. He found himself wondering why the hell they hadn't done this earlier and mentally face-palmed at his own stubbornness.
"How does it feel, Hyung?" Taehyung purred from between his legs, letting his hand drift back to Yoongi's swollen member to tease the tip while he continued to fuck him with his fingers.
"G-good," Yoongi forced out in a broken voice. "So fucking, Ah- good..."
His length twitched up repeatedly as Taehyung's tender hands rubbed and teased, never taking a firm hold or offering any real relief. It had Yoongi whining and asking for more, something he never did.
"P-please Tae," he whined with a desperate expression on his face and sweaty hair stuck to his forehead.
Taehyung slowly pulled his fingers out and Yoongi lay panting and blushing, letting go of his knees to sprawl out in the sheets as he caught his breath. By the time he had come back to his senses, Taehyung was climbing back over him and spreading his legs again, holding them open with his knees as he ripped a condom open and rolled it on.
"I was right," Taehyung cooed as he pushed Yoongi's legs back towards his chest and leaned his hips forward, allowing his length to run along Yoongi's as it lay leaking and twitching on his stomach. "You do look pretty with your legs spread for me."
Yoongi blushed red and grumbled a little before he was cut off by his own gasp, his back arching off the mattress and his hands gripping onto the sheets while Taehyung prodded his entrance with his tip.
"You want another hit before we start? You're still so tight..." Taehyung said softly, letting a finger dip back into his hole and making the older boy squirm.
"Y-Yeah," Yoongi stammered with his eyes hooded and glassy. The need to be stuffed full of Taehyung’s impressive length consumed all his brainpower and made it impossible to think straight, clouding his mind with desire as the taller pulled the small container back out for Yoongi to inhale.
He leaned back and stretched in the pillows, loving how relaxed his body felt after.
"God you're so sexy, Hyung," Taehyung whispered while pausing for a second to just appreciate the visual of Yoongi laying with his arms up over his head and legs spread while he gazed back up at the younger boy in anticipation.
Taehyung switched the container out and squeezed lube all over himself, coating his length generously before squeezing even more on Yoongi's entrance and spreading it with his fingers. Yoongi took deep, shaky breaths as his Taehyung’s nimble fingers brushed over the sensitive rim and dipped past it into his puckered hole.
"Just fuck me, please," the flushed brunette begged, now more than ready to take him.
Taehyung smirked and paused his touches, letting his hand drift up to wrap around Yoongi's throat instead, where his choker remained.
"What's my name, hmm?" he asked softly, humping his hips forward to grind their erections together as he leaned over. Yoongi groaned and gripped onto Taehyung's biceps as the minty haired boy bit his lower lip to suppress a grin. When he didn't receive an answer, Taehyung dipped his head down to bite down on Yoongi's pale, unmarked shoulder, making the older boy cry out and jerk beneath him.
"Say it," Taehyung purred. "Tell me how much you want this big dick."
Yoongi groaned as the grip tightened around his throat.
"I fucking need it Tae," he moaned out, just wanting to be fucked senseless already. "Please don’t make me beg again.”
Taehyung released his throat and leaned in to kiss him while reaching down to re-align himself with Yoongi's entrance again. The latter held his breath as he felt Taehyung start to push in, head dropping down into the crook of the brunette's neck.
He hugged Yoongi's body tightly, hands holding his hips and pulling them up to meet his own as his upper body pressed his knees into his chest and he sank in deeper. Yoongi's vice grip on Taehyung's arms tightened and a pained groan reverberated in his chest while he felt the younger boy slowly fill him up.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he breathed into Taehyung's ear, moving to wrap his arms around his shoulders instead so he could anchor himself as his walls stretched and adjusted for Taehyung's size.
The muscle relaxers did their job well, allowing him to take more than he expected at first, and Taehyung was being so gentle. He held him close, hugging his knees to his body to angle his hips up while he kissed the pale skin of Yoongi's neck. The feeling of soft, warm lips distracted Yoongi from the burning pain of being stretched, with Taehyung eventually fitting snugly inside.
"Okay hyung?" he whispered when his hips finally came in contact with Yoongi's ass. The elder took a deep breath and nodded, already enjoying the feeling of being so full even though the sting was uncomfortable. “Bet you've never had a cock this big," Taehyung added lowly, his voice almost teasing, before nipping gently at Yoongi's ear. "You're still so fucking tight."
He delivered a slow thrust as he spoke, testing the older boy's reaction. Yoongi inhaled sharply and tightened his grip on Taehyung's shoulders, his nails digging into the skin and making the latter hiss into his ear.
"You can scratch me baby, it's okay," Taehyung whispered after a second while starting to move his hips again. A strained moan escaped Yoongi when he picked a slow pace, giving him long, deep thrusts so he could get used to the feeling.
After a minute he let go of Yoongi's legs and wrapped them around his waist so he could lean in closer.
He focused on the way Yoongi's body tensed and arched underneath him, using the erotic sounds coming from the older boy's lips as his guide while he explored the feeling of being inside him.
"You feel so fucking good, Yoon," Taehyung moaned against Yoongi's shoulder before lifting his head and kissing his open lips.
"K-keep- keep going Tae," Yoongi whined between thrusts, his hands clawing at the tan skin of Taehyung's back as he tried to pull him in deeper. He surprised himself with how needy he was being, but he just wanted everything Taehyung had to give him and was ready to beg for it right now.
He didn't know what is was about the younger boy that was so intoxicating. They were so different. Didn’t seem like they would pair so well together, and yet here they were, bodies and lips attached as they found intense, intimate pleasure together. And it felt good. So fucking good that Yoongi's eyes were rolling back in his head as Taehyung panted and moaned, gradually increasing the pace he was delivering his skilled thrusts at.
"Still feel good baby?" Taehyung purred while watching Yoongi's flushed face intently, loving the way his features contorted in pleasure as he fucked him.
Yoongi moaned in response, unable to form a coherent answer with words. He didn't expect Taehyung to be such a giver when it came to sex. Guys his age were usually pretty selfish and after all, Taehyung did this all the time. Yoongi figured he was just another fuck.
The younger eventually leaned up and took hold of Yoongi's hips, slowing his pace just a little to watch as his body swallowed Taehyung’s cock up to the hilt.
A groan escaped the brunette as Taehyung returned to giving him quick, deep thrusts, making sure he wasn't going anywhere with the grip on his narrow hips. Yoongi's toes curled as Taehyung angled his hips, tilting them slightly to reach a little deeper and find his sweet spot. When Yoongi gasped, Taehyung knew he was in the right place and focused his efforts there, picking his pace up while starting to abuse the older boy's prostate.
The sound of wet skin slapping paired with Yoongi's gasps and moans were music to Taehyung's ears. It turned him on so much that he already felt an orgasm starting to build despite his usual stamina.
All of a sudden he stopped and pulled out, leaving Yoongi whimpering and asshole clenching at the loss.
"Turn around," Taehyung commanded softly.
Yoongi felt small as he rose to his knees under Taehyung's hungry gaze.
"I said turn around," Taehyung said, his voice becoming more insistent when Yoongi just blinked up at him expectantly.
He slowly turned, legs a little shaky already, and began to lower himself onto his elbows when Taehyung caught his shoulder and pulled him back up. He kept a hold of Yoongi's shoulder as he pushed back in, settling back on his heels behind the smaller boy so he could thrust up at an angle. Their bodies pressed into one another's as Yoongi sank back down Taehyung's length. The latter wrapped his arm protectively around Yoongi's chest, securing him to his spot. The way Taehyung's fingers were digging into the pale flesh of his hip and the new angle had Yoongi slack jawed, reaching back to hold on to Taehyung's thighs as he began pounding up into him.
"Fuck, it's so fucking deep," Yoongi moaned, his voice cracking from being jolted forward continuously as he spoke. He was definitely going to feel this tomorrow, probably for the next week.
"Yeah? You like being fucked from behind?" Taehyung asked in a growl, his tone having dropped a few octaves as his thrusts became urgent. "God how can you feel so good?"
"Harder," Yoongi whined, trying to fuck himself down Taehyung's length at the same pace the younger boy was thrusting at. His air supply was suddenly cut off when Taehyung wrapped a large hand around his throat and squeezed.
"Such a dirty boy hyung," Taehyung growled, the smirk clear in his voice, before taking hold of Yoongi's length and starting to pump him. He let his momentum do the work as he continued to snap his hips, sending Yoongi forward into his fist with every thrust.
Yoongi was seeing stars, his head hanging forward and body relaxed and pliant in Taehyung's grasp. He'd never been fucked this good in his life and it was overwhelming. Every touch sent a new wave a pleasure through his body in a way that had his vision blurring and lungs fighting for air.
"Don't stop," he moaned out, feeling himself near his climax. "Gonna come."
But Taehyung did the exact opposite and stopped his hips, pushing them flush against the older boy's ass and moving his hand off his length back to hold Yoongi's hip.
"I'll put a cock ring on you if you can't wait for me," he warned, not allowing Yoongi to move an inch down his length. "And then you won't come for hours, I promise."
Yoongi swallowed thickly and then whispered back that he understood, his voice suppressed by the grip Taehyung still had on his throat.
Taehyung hummed, releasing his grip and allowing Yoongi to catch his breath as he leaned back on his hands and waited. Eventually Yoongi took the hint and sat back, slowly lowering himself down Taehyung's length and letting out a drawn out moan. "That's it baby, come take what you want," the younger boy cooed while he ran his fingertips down Yoongi's spine, making him shudder and arch into the touch. He continued these feather light touches all over Yoongi's body, trailing along his sides, his shoulders, over his ass as he fucked himself on Taehyung’s cock.
Pretty soon Yoongi was whimpering, doubled over with the intense pleasure of Taehyung reaching so deep, reaching places that he didn't even know were there. It had him short of breath and sweaty, chasing the incredible feeling by bouncing on the thick length until his thighs burned.
Taehyung felt Yoongi beginning to struggle as he neared his climax again, his movements becoming shallow and out of time.
"Need some help hyung?" Taehyung purred, his hand gently massaging the reddened skin of Yoongi's hip.
Yoongi nodded hard while he panted, reaching back to hold onto Taehyung's wrist. He cried out when Taehyung gave his ass a harsh slap and gripped onto Yoongi's forearm instead, pulling it behind him and then reaching for the other one.
His cries only grew louder as Taehyung began to snap his hips, holding Yoongi's upper body up with the firm grip he had on his elbows. Without the support of his hands, Yoongi's weight slumped forward and he had to just let Taehyung hold him up. His head sagged between his shoulders, body limp and mind foggy with pleasure.
Taehyung had his teeth bared as he used everything he had pounding into the older boy, beads of sweat dripping from the tips of his green hair onto Yoongi's ass. His soft flesh bounced with every thrust and it looked so enticing that Taehyung considered pausing just to take a bite, but Yoongi was desperately begging him to keep going.
After another minute he loosened his grip on Yoongi's arms, following the older boy’s body down to the sheets to lean over his back. He didn't let go entirely though, keeping his arms pinned securely behind his back and forcing his face into the mattress as he picked the pace back up.
"Fuck Taehyung!” Yoongi cried out, his voice coming out muffled while being smothered by the blankets. "You're gonna fucking kill me!"
Taehyung grinned and slowed his hips, lowering Yoongi's cries back to moans as he ground them into his body. He finally gave Yoongi his arms back and laid his weight down on top of the smaller boy, forcing him flat onto his stomach as he pushed his legs further apart with his knees.
"MmmphTaehyungahhhh," Yoongi drawled out when Taehyung began slowly rolling his hips, massaging the bundle of nerves deep inside Yoongi's walls with every measured stroke.
He liked this, liked having his hyung’s soft, warm body underneath him while his little mewls and whimpers filled the room. It made Taehyung feel like he was special, being able to get Yoongi to this state and see him so small and vulnerable. He loved knowing he could turn his hyung into such a whiny mess.
"You feel so good," Taehyung moaned lowly into the older boy's ear, eliciting a grateful whine.
"N-need to come, Tae," Yoongi groaned after a little, his throbbing member leaking precum all over Taehyung's sheets already. Taehyung slowly pulled out and leaned up, allowing Yoongi to get his knees under himself while he kept his upper body pressed into the sheets.
As soon as Yoongi settled onto his knees, Taehyung was poking at his entrance, loving the way his body pulled him back in and released his length again with the sweetest sucking sound. He slapped his heavy length teasingly against Yoongi's puffy hole, making the older boy gasp and squirm from the contact.
"You want to come?" he purred, his fingers brushing down Yoongi's spine.
"Yes," the older boy whined as he arched into his touch.
Taehyung smirked and then fed himself back into Yoongi's needy body, sinking in to the hilt while pulling the latter's hips back to meet his own.
"Unnngggh," Yoongi groaned as his eyes fell closed.
This had to be the best feeling in the world. He'd never been filled so completely and he loved it. He was addicted, overcome by the blinding pressure on his prostate as Taehyung's slow, deep strokes drove him towards the edge.
Yoongi's voice raised in pitch as Taehyung began to speed up, attaching himself to the brunette's back and reaching around his body to pump the throbbing length hanging between his pale thighs while he worked. He laid his cheek down against the sweaty skin of Yoongi's back and panted, his muscles strained and brain foggy from the sex. He was desperately close but holding out because Yoongi felt so. damn. good. that he just didn't want it to end.
"Come," he drawled lowly, finally ready to find sweet release, “Come for me, hyung.”
They were a chorus of moans and cries, collapsing onto each other in the sheets as they finished. Taehyung ground his hips in as he unloaded into the condom, his deep voice drawing the older boy's climax out.
Yoongi could feel every inch. If he thought he was full before it was nothing compared to this. His walls tightening around the thick length inside him as it pulsed and Taehyung emptied himself completely.
Taehyung’s hips twitched as he lay panting on top of Yoongi, slowly coming back to his senses.
“Get off me,” the elder drawled after a minute. Taehyung huffed out a laugh and then slowly leaned up to pull out. Yoongi winced while his foggy brain started to clear and register how sore his stretched out hole was.
“God,” Taehyung groaned while rubbing a soothing thumb over the puffy rim. “You have a such a pretty little ass hyung.”
“Please do not ever say that again,” Yoongi whined while swatting the younger’s hand away and curling up in the sheets. Taehyung just giggled and got up to toss the condom before flopping back down and curling up behind him.
“You have a pretty dick too. I’d let you fuck me if you want to,” he mumbled while while wrapping his arms around the older boy's waist, clinging to his back and nuzzling his face into the soft brown hair at the nape of his neck. "You do want to do this again right?" he added quietly, his voice hopeful and thick with the promise of sleep.
Yoongi let out a soft sigh and closed his eyes. “Yeah Tae. I think I do.”
He felt the younger’s lips pull into a smile against the back of his neck and it made him smile too. Just as he was about to drift off, with Taehyung's slow, warm breath caressing his nape, he heard him whisper again softly.
"Love you hyung.”